Tony was in the men's restroom. He was exhausted. Tony hadn't slept well because he had been thinking of what he had said to Ziva in front of Damon. He felt like a total idiot for letting his mind slip. Tony finished and turned to leave when he was stopped by Ziva, who had entered very silently. Tony was shocked to find a huge purple bruise on Ziva's left eye. He couldn't manage to say anything, so he simply stared. He didn't care if it was rude.
"Hello Tony."
"Um. Hi, lady's restroom is that way." Tony stated pointing to the right.
"Yes I know."
"Then you want to talk." Tony questioned.
"Perhaps I wanted to thank you."
"Thank me! You almost died because of me!"
"No I don't think it was like that."
"Then what was it like? You pushed me out of the way, and now your arm is a piece of beef jerky because of it! A few more inches to the right, and you could have been shot in the heart! Ziva…I did this to you." Tony whispered the last sentence.
He felt so horrible about himself he didn't notice Ziva raise her hand and bring it down with such anger and force it could have fired an unloaded gun.
"OW! What was that for?" Tony looked at Ziva's eyes.
"That was for being a complete idiot. You think you did this to me. You're wrong. You didn't fire the gun, and your bullet didn't hit me. On the other hand a man in a dark suit did. Are you just going to mope around blaming you're else or are you going to be a man and catch the right one responsible for it?" Ziva was tough with her prep speeches.
This prep speech shut Tony up. He realized she was right and dropped the subject.
"What did you want to thank me for?" Tony's heart burned with curiously and though he tried to hide it he's eyes told the same thing too.
"Well I wanted to thank for two things." Ziva took a pause so this last sentence could soak in.
"First, thank you for saving me. If you hadn't rushed as fast as you did I would have probably lost too much blood."
"Oh please you are ninja. I high doubt that a ninja such as your self would die of blood loss. You would probably die of sacrificing your self to save the world or something like that." Tony smiled, as Ziva laughed.
Tony loved when he made Ziva laugh because it was so rare for her to do so.
"Second, thank you for what you said last night." Tony was surprised she was thanking him for that.
"Why?"
"Tony what you said last night was the sweetest thing any one of my partners has told me. Your little speech proved to me that you care more than I thought you did about me. I wanted to follow you, but I had to explain to Damon what had happened."
"Did you get a chance to explain, or did he just beat the crap out of you?" Tony asked through a very tense jaw.
"I can see he made you his personal piñata."
"No Tony it wasn't like that. He got angry when I told him how I felt about you and I was standing to close. It's my fault."
There was a long pause before Tony gathered enough strength to ask, "How do you feel about me?"
Ziva's head shot up at the question and she answered, "We should get back to work."
Before Tony could ask again Ziva was gone, and Tony was left alone with a pending question.
So there you have it. I know its short, but I felt it was a good place to end. I sort of like this chapter. I think it sounds better then I thought it would. Hope you guys like it. Thanks for my reviews. I hope you can tell I am taking into consideration all of your thoughts and trying to include them in the story. Well, thanks again and enjoy.
Agent T